My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Sun Mei's breathing became increasingly rapid.

If she had heard these words a month ago, she would have thought Shen Ze was overestimating himself.

The Sun family has a history spanning over a century, with assets approaching one trillion.

How could a young man without any connections possibly shake such a powerful family?

But at this moment, she no longer dared to think that way.

Shen Ze has taken control of Mingzhu Private Bank.

He also owns several businesses, including Douxin, Caesars Hotels, Shuren Private Hospital, and Yehua Group.

More importantly, he managed to bankrupt the Jianjun Group, which was once worth hundreds of billions, in a very short period of time.

Every step was calculated with absolute precision.

Shen Jianjun and she thought they had seized the opportunity to turn their lives around, but in reality they walked into a trap set by Shen Ze.

By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.

What would be the consequences if such methods were used against the Sun family?

Sun Mei dared not think any further. For the first time, she truly believed that Shen Ze possessed the power to destroy the Sun family.

No one spoke again in the office.

Sun Mei leaned against the wall, her lips pale, and fell completely silent.

Shen Jianjun glanced at her, then at Shen Ze, and suddenly took two steps forward.

"Xiao Ze".

His voice trembled noticeably: "What happened back then was my mistake."

"I'm sorry to you, and I'm sorry to your mother too."

As he spoke, his back slowly bent down.

"At that time, I was only thinking about developing the group and making the Shen family the richest family in Shanghai."

"The Sun family was willing to provide projects and funding, and I made a mistake in a moment of confusion, which is why I chose to divorce your mother."

"But I never intended for you to die, and I had no idea you would suffer so much afterward."

Shen Ze looked at him expressionlessly.

Seeing that he didn't interrupt immediately, Shen Jianjun quickly continued, "Xiao Ze, Jianjun Group has reached a dead end."

"I really regret it now."

"If I had known you would achieve what you have today, I would never have let you and your mother leave the Shen family back then."

"You are my biological son. Everything I have in this life should rightfully belong to you."

His tone became increasingly sincere, and his eyes even reddened.

"Can you return the assets and shares that I mortgaged to the bank?"

"I can give up Jianjun Group, and I can also leave the business world."

"Just leave me a house and some money for my retirement, and I promise I'll never bother you again."

"Xiao Ze, please forgive me this time, for the sake of our father-son relationship."

Chen Wen frowned as he listened, and even the staff next to him showed disdain.

Before his identity was revealed, Shen Jianjun repeatedly promised to repay him handsomely.

Upon learning that the bank chairman was his biological son, he immediately invoked the father-son relationship.

The conversation still revolves around assets, shares, and retirement funds.

His so-called repentance was not sincere at all.

Shen Ze watched his clumsy performance and coldly asked, "Are you done?"

Shen Jianjun's expression froze: "Xiao Ze, I truly repent..."

"You don't regret abandoning me and my mother."

"You just regret not treating your son, who later amassed a fortune of hundreds of billions, better back then."

If I still had nothing today, would you bow your head and admit your mistakes?

"If Jianjun Group is still worth hundreds of billions, would you treat me like your own son?"

Shen Jianjun opened his mouth, but couldn't speak: "It's not impossible for me to let you go."

Shen Jianjun suddenly looked up, hope returning to his face.

"Xiaoze, what are your conditions? I'll agree to anything I can do!"

Shen Ze looked at him and said, word by word, "Unless you, Sun Mei, and Sun Qingliang are all dead."

Shen Jianjun's hope vanished instantly, and Sun Mei shivered.

Shen Ze turned around and walked back to his desk.

He won't let these two people get away with it so easily.

He wanted them to experience the poverty, suffering, and despair his mother had endured a hundredfold.

He wanted Shen Jianjun to watch him lose all his wealth and status, falling from a billionaire to the very bottom.

To make Sun Mei witness the collapse of the Sun family.

To let Sun Qingliang live and see how a family that has been passed down for over a hundred years gradually declined.

"Chen Wen, see the guest out."

"Yes, Chairman Shen."

Chen Wen immediately walked to the door and opened the office door.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Sun, please."

Shen Jianjun stood there, his face ashen.

He looked at Shen Ze's back, wanting to say something more, but found that the other party didn't turn around at all.

Sun Mei picked up her handbag from the ground and walked out of the office, looking dejected.

It wasn't until the elevator doors closed that the two of them finally understood that Shen Ze would never offer any help.

Shen Jianjun leaned against the elevator, his heart filled with endless regret.

If he hadn't chosen to rely on Sun Mei back then, and if he had been willing to treat Xu Ying and Shen Ze well, he might not only have not lost Jianjun Group, but also have hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth under his son's name.

But it was all too late.

Meanwhile, inside the Rolls-Royce.

As soon as his entourage hung up the phone, Sun Qingliang asked in a deep voice, "Still can't we pick it up?"

"cannot."

"The bank has made it clear that the 2 billion yuan is frozen and no one can withdraw it."

Sun Qingliang's face turned ashen, and he gripped his cane tightly.

"Turn around!"

The driver quickly asked, "Master, where to?"

"Pearl Private Bank!"

The Rolls-Royce quickly turned around and headed straight for Pearl Private Bank.

Not long after, the vehicle stopped in front of the bank building.

The driver got out of the car and opened the back door, and Sun Qingliang got out, leaning on his cane.

At the same time, Shen Jianjun and Sun Mei also walked out of the bank building, looking dejected.

The three of them bumped into each other at the door.

"dad?"

Sun Mei looked completely bewildered.

Shen Jianjun recognized the person who had come in and his body tensed up instinctively.

Although he has been known as the son-in-law of the Sun family all these years, he has always been afraid of Sun Qingliang.

Sun Qingliang soon spotted the two as well.

He remained remarkably calm in the face of the couple's shock.

He already knew that Sun Mei was applying for a loan at Mingzhu Private Bank, so it wasn't surprising that they would meet here.

Sun Mei quickly went to greet him: "Dad, when did you arrive in Shanghai?"

She forced a smile, but her voice betrayed her exhaustion.

Having experienced the seizure of the mine, the pursuit of debts by the bank, and the act of bowing and begging in front of Shen Ze, she had long lost the composure of a wealthy socialite.

Sun Qingliang leaned on his cane, his gaze fixed on her face.

After only a few days apart, Sun Mei looked noticeably more haggard.

His eyes were bluish, his face was pale, and his hair was somewhat disheveled.

But Sun Qingliang showed no sign of distress: "If I hadn't come, were you planning to continue hiding it from me?"

Sun Mei's face stiffened: "Dad, we didn't mean to hide it from you."

"The mining incident happened so suddenly; we originally wanted to handle it ourselves first."

"Solve it yourself?"

Sun Qingliang asked coldly, "Bank loans, contract claims, and administrative fines add up to more than eight billion."

"Tell me, how do you plan to resolve this?"